Perhaps feeling the hostility of the group of thugs, Xiao Suzaku, who regarded Ye Fan as the closest person, immediately flew out of his pocket.

On the side of the street, after seeing the little Vermilion Bird, the group of thugs was stunned for a moment, and then showed an extremely vicious expression, just thinking that this was Ye Fan's pet.

"Hmph...; ...; A little bird with a big palm dares to come out to find death, and today Lao Tzu will stew you, and beat your teeth to sacrifice!" said a thug fiercely.

said. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the little Suzaku as if he was about to break its neck at once.

However, at this time, the little Suzaku pecked the back of his hand violently.

"Ahh

The next moment, the thug let out a hoarse scream, and a blood hole appeared on the back of his hand, and the blood rushed out, which was extremely terrifying.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, the rest of the gangsters gasped one after another, and subconsciously took a few steps back, as if they had seen some flood beast, their hairs stood on end, and they couldn't move.

They never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous little Suzaku would exert such terrifying combat power!

However, how could the little Suzaku, who already regarded them as enemies, let them go so easily?!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the little Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and flew away, turning into a red phantom at such a speed that it was almost beyond the limit of the naked eye.

This little Vermilion Bird is a flame bird comparable to a strong grandmaster, and it has evolved from fire.

Although it is still in a juvenile state and its strength has plummeted, it is not definitely a group of gangsters who can provoke it!

In the blink of an eye, all the vital parts of the dozen or so gangsters were poked out of blood by the sharp beak of the little Suzaku.

Although the wound was not fatal, the intense pain caused the group of thugs to collapse to the ground immediately, screaming again and again, completely losing their combat effectiveness.

At this time, the little Vermilion Bird flew into Ye Fan's hands again, and there was a burst of "chirp", as if he was asking Ye Fan for merit and reward.

After another ten seconds, Song Wanqing's delicate body next to her trembled slightly, turned her head, and looked Ye Fan up and down several times with her beautiful eyes, as if she didn't know him.

Ye Fan saw this. Reaching out and touching his head, he smiled and said, "Classmate Wanqing, why do you look at me like this, do you have flowers on my face?"

"You...; ...; Is it really the Ye Fan I know?"

Song Wanqing didn't seem to have recovered from the shock.

In the face of so many vicious gangsters just now, she was already in a desperate situation, but she didn't expect Ye Fan to suddenly appear and settle everything lightly.

In her impression, although Ye Fan has excellent academic performance, he has nothing to do with martial arts masters!

"Haha! Wanqing, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm really Ye Fan, I sat in the back row of you when I was in junior high school, is it possible that you still have to verify my identity?" Ye Fan quipped.

...; ...;

At this time, Song Wanqing's attention was attracted by the little Vermilion Bird in his hand.

She subconsciously stretched out her slender hand, wanting to stroke its feathers.

Who knew that the little Vermilion Bird fluttered its wings and landed on Ye Fan's shoulder, and then turned his head to look at Song Wanqing, his golden eyes were full of arrogance, and he didn't want to take care of her at all!

After all, a sacred bird like the Vermilion Bird is one of the four spirits of the sky, and in its eyes, ordinary mortals are probably no different from ants.

And the reason why it is so close to Ye Fan is because Ye Fan is the first person it saw after it was born. More importantly, Wei Lao gave it a copy of the "Great Creation".

Wei Lao resides in Ye Fan's body again, so invisibly, it equates Ye Fan with Wei Lao.

On the other hand, Song Wanqing already likes small animals. But it was the first time she had seen such a human bird, just like a child seeing a favorite toy, and her face was full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said, "Classmate Wanqing." Do you want to touch my chirp?"

"Huh, what!"

Hearing this, Song Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and then as if she had heard something incredible, her mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg.

Seeing this, Ye Fan felt strange in his heart. Thinking that she didn't hear clearly, she raised her voice a little and said, "My chirp is very powerful, do you want to touch it?"

The next moment, a blush instantly appeared on Song Wanqing's face. Then he glared at Ye Fan fiercely with his beautiful eyes, and said angrily: "Ye Fan, you saved me just now, I am very grateful to you! ...; I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"Huh, who am I?"

When Ye Fan heard this, he looked confused, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all.

"You! You're a rascal!"

Song Wanqing gritted her teeth, and at the same time, her eyes fell to the position of three inches below Ye Fan's abdomen, and said shyly: "You actually let people do that kind of thing in broad daylight...; ...;”

At the end, her beautiful eyes welled up with tears. looked like he was about to cry, as if he was suffering some great grievance.

Ye Fan lowered his head following her gaze, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly explained with a wry smile:

"Wanqing, I misunderstood! This little bird of mine always chirps, so I call it 'chirp'! I just saw that you were interested in it, so I asked that!"

"What?!"

Hearing this explanation, Song Wanqing's cheeks were red and hot, and her heart was pounding.

If someone else says so. I'm afraid that she will think of it as a clever tongue.

However, at this moment, looking at Ye Fan's clear eyes, coupled with the understanding she had always had about Ye Fan, she had already believed it in her heart, knowing that she had misunderstood Ye Fan.

But this way. She was even more shy, lowered her head and her eyes wandered, she didn't dare to look at Ye Fan at all, her lips opened slightly, and she stopped talking. But he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Classmate Wanqing, I was not good just now, I didn't explain it clearly!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the little Suzaku on his shoulder. Slowly handed it to Song Wanqing's hand.

For Ye Fan's actions, Xiao Suzaku seemed to be very dissatisfied, and called several times with "chirp" and "chirp", as if giving Tian a big face.

Hearing the cry of the little Vermilion Bird, the last bit of confusion and worry in Song Wanqing's heart also disappeared, and she reached out and carefully touched the feathers on the little Vermilion Bird, and there was a burst of warmth in her hand, and she couldn't put it down.

...; ...;

At this time, Ye Fan turned to look at the bald guy and the group of thugs, and asked Song Wanqing, "Classmate Wanqing, what are you going to do with this group of guys?"

"Huh?"

When Song Wanqing heard this, she looked at the scarred and blood-drenched gangsters on the ground, and said, "Ye Fan, they are all so seriously injured, let them go to the hospital!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Classmate Wanqing, you are still as kind as before! However, if I hadn't appeared just now, I am afraid that you would have been captured by this group of thugs, so they will not be polite to you, and all that awaits you is endless pain and torture!"

In the end, Ye Fan's body bloomed with a killing intent that was like a substance.

For a while, the group of thugs were silent one by one. Like falling into an ice cellar, looking at Ye Fan's eyes full of fear, they all fell to their knees one by one, wailing:

"The master spares his life! The little brother was fascinated for a while, and asked the master to give him a chance to reform himself!"

"Yes, master, we don't dare anymore, you just let us go as a fart!"

"Master, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, please raise your noble hand! It doesn't matter if you abolish me, but there will be no one to take care of the old mother and children in my family!"

For a while, these gangsters cried with tears, and I don't know if they have studied in unity.

Song Wanqing, who was next to her, seemed to be moved by compassion when she heard this, looked at him and muttered, "Ye Fan...; ...; Look at them so pathetic. And they all have a sense of repentance, or give them once!"

When Ye Fan heard this, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and said to the group of gangsters:

"Get out of here, but if I bump into you again in the future, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, righteous and awe-inspiring, and it was shocking.

As soon as these words came out, the thugs covered all the wounds on their bodies, struggled to get up from the ground, and fled into the distance, not daring to linger for a moment.